This time of night I could call you up
I'd get angry with athletic ease, break common laws in twos and threes
If I die clutching your photograph
Don't call me boring, it's just 'cause I like you
Take me on back, take me on back, take me back
To the place where I could feel your heart
Is this the end or just the start of
Something really, really beautiful
Wrapped up and disguised as something really, really ugly

Won't you

Come by and see me, I'm a love letter away
I'd break your name before I'd say, "I really love you, love you"
I don't care if you saw, I watched every inch of film
Flash across your Roman features,
And I loved it, loved it; I don't care if

You think I'm eager to shut your eyes
Well I'm sorry everybody knows you can't break me with your gutter prose
Would you believe it, she sent me a letter
The ring, it nearly weighs her down, she's got another boy, oh boy
Steady your ears, steady you ears, read my lips
Poetry is not a luxury, it's how I'll break this home
And when I'm really ill, won't you cradle me?
Man is not a noble animal, but maybe woman is, remember

I heard you

Inside your room, you said, "She'd never really live
Until your back's against the wall" oh did you really mean it?
I never break my gaze, if just to see this scar remain reflected in your eyes
I think it's time to go home

Oh, tell me your thoughts, tell me your thoughts on liberty
See there's a place where I sink to sleeping
She said "Oh, my vote is as red as my blood
Will you join me for another round? I haven't had the chance to speak yet"

God speed

I break the law once every week to feel your touch,
What's a book to you in bed, Do you feel better, older?
This just makes me ill, your name is dripping from my pen
Still you're not around to curse,
I'll drop the gun now, say I'm still under you

Marianne, let the ghosts sleep tonight
Marianne, let the ghosts sleep, just shut your eyes and burn the past
Marianne, let the ghosts sleep tonight
Marianne, let the ghosts sleep, just shut your eyes and burn the past
Marianne, let the ghosts sleep tonight
Marianne, let the ghosts sleep, just shut your eyes and burn the past
Marianne, let the ghosts sleep tonight
Marianne, let the ghosts sleep, just shut your eyes and burn the past away


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    I don't see any inclination of suicide. I see the song dedicated to a crush of his and he wrote it out of uncertainty, rather afraid of the future with her but knowledgeable that she is the only one he wants. Basically, he is in love with her and uncertain about how she feels towards him.

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